D is away for the weekend with the boys.
Over the years, I've gotten pretty used to his traveling. So much so, that I just go abouts doing my thing as if he is around. It's not out of the norm for me anymore.
Yesterday we were at the airport where we did the usual rush and he had a quick bite before kissing me a quick goodbye as he left for immigrations. (because K was fussing to go along with him.)
The little one had to go to the toilet so we walked past this gal who stood at the glass panel gazing through it and occasionally peeping at her phone. I noticed her prior cause she was sitting very close to her boyfriend at Macca's and they had a long lingering hug before he left.
When I walked past her, I smiled to myself.
That was me a few years back! Sans kids.
I remembered that I hated it when D had to go on a conference trip or he had a boys weekend. I was mopey and kinda sad.
Funny how things have changed as kids come into the picture and as we move along the passage of time. Perhaps I'm older and more settled. But it does bring back fond memories of our then dating life. I couldn't resist calling my girlfriend to share that with her and had a good laugh.
Time certainly does funny things to people. =)
Anyhow, I can't wait till he gets back tomorrow. That feeling certainly didn't change over the years.